Revl8ion

it's like sometimes you're ahead and sometimes you don't know which way to run.   and the path is so clear in my head and i see, and it's worth it to try, if even i fail 'cuz then i'll know and never regret.   so i'll venture forth to see where the road leads, a winding path with no light posts to point the way and the only shining guide is your radiance. no-one wants to fall behind when you can see the light at the end of the tunnel no matter how far off it is. some see an impossible path others see a road to happiness, a road to love. i see the path that's laid before me, clear as day and shining with your smile take a c

I see her skin so beautiful pulled across her brilliant body Pure and Clean Entranced, I stare Never once lifting my eyes Her shining radiance flowing through me Slight Straight Ever so fascinating as I take in every curve of her luscious body Unable to avert my gaze My proclivity for perfection personified: (almost) plastic but warm, close, human Her delicate fingers glistening in the flickering light The tiny features of her frame So fragile in my hands Stretching out to me Waiting to be held I love her The subtle curves of her waist Eyes fixed on her flat stomach as she lays upon her back Sprawled out Wanting

went driving at midnight just to clear my head found a road I didn't know and it was red some boots filling my headspace jazzing out on my way to no place seemingly lost in a familiar town I wandered to a civilization where I couldn't be found lock 60, stopped, pondered there sat, casting my shadow in the thick air humid moisture rising, filling my lungs continued walking and climbing rusted rungs crooked concrete led the way beneath my feet, toward a lantern I strayed bored, I wandered back to my ride to be released and let the music saturate my mind another turn followed another turn and I found myself to be beneath a rising

genuinely fond of her; my love (still existing, still fading) is yet there [is more] isn't there ? I've known too many, too much two hands together to touch the thin threads of – (I don't know) where was I ? ah yes, my Love, gone  away   from me drifting, drifted out to sea (see ?) I can. but I don't want to. don't want to face reality face to face to face with the cold, hard truth she's gone [forever] she may be back one day, I say I say (to her) , "goodnight" Goodnight was all until she went     away. so stealthily in the shadows of the night, she crept crept, creep, creeping, crept departed, left wit